Pink Tulips of Pleasure

 Watefalls, filling.

full.

exploding

 inside our warm serenity.

wild woman of gushing wetness

hungry lust in

deep tides

oooooozing..

sweat drips from every pore

this little thing

for us to wash upon shore

 feathered sensitivity tickles the senses
inflamed
pricks trickle. slip into your, tence session
intwined
fucking to find our freedom
fucking flips our philosophy
harder and harder
deeper and deeper
faster and faster
she grips the steel tight
pounding her pussy into submission
plundering the quiet cave
the richest reward is delivered
like a volcano
ready to burst
the doctor injects his vaccine to calm their nerves
wasted
blacking out into bliss
wasted
beutty of those perky platues
oh slip with me
for we should never return to our clothes

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